Jak Daxter 4 Novels & Stories

The TV gets louder. I pull out the modified gun, ensure that the syringe is ready. One shot for every target. We have four bullets for four hybrids. No room for error, but no need for the mess of traditional killing either. Just inject and leave. They'll be dead within minutes, never knowing who or why. Dexter's own gun is ready, his face focused in a way I rarely see. This is the aspect of him that destroyed the Howlstone Pack. Efficient, lethal, completely in control.

“I’ll retrieve the leg, but we do need to fill out a lot of paperwork to get the leg to the hospital. I’ve informed our Sherriff, he’ll be here shortly. I hope you’ll cooperate with the procedure.” “Of course.” With that, I headed straight for the operating room. Gustav’s P.O.V: “Alpha…do you really want us to burn everything?” Joseph, one of the pack soldiers, looked down at the pile of photos and clothes that had once belonged to Axton. He didn’t voice his concern out loud, but I knew he was looking for something specific.

Dax remained beside me, the cigarette between his fingers slowly burning out, his eyes fixed on the wet road as if he could see something beyond the storm. "You know, princess…" he murmured, his tone lower than usual. "I’m curious to see how much longer you’re going to hold out before you finally lose it." I turned my head toward him, raising an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" Dax smirked, exhaling one last puff of smoke before putting out his cigarette against the metal railing. "You. Maddox. Max. This mess between the four of us." His tongue flicked over his lower lip, as if carefully choosing his next words. "I watch you… and I realize we’re all just waiting to see who snaps first.

But Dexter's face was so rigid, like it was carved from stone, showing he had no sympathy for my feelings. "Dexter," I whispered, my voice trembling despite my efforts to keep it steady. His grip loosened slightly, but didn't let go. His jaw was clenched and his eyes burned with anger. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. "Is this because of Daisy? Because if it is, you need to forget her. She's with Alpha Zordon now. She wears his mark and —," I gulped, stopping my speech when I saw the muscles in his jaw began to tick like a bomb that was about to explode. That was all the confirmation I needed to stop, but I didn't. I swallowed hard and pressed on. "She's gone, Dexter. You betrayed

Dax said. He looked at Tank. "Get the beam off him. Strip him of his armor, his comms, and his weapons. Bind his wounds, then throw him in the holding cells on Level 4 of the Citadel. I want him alive to watch us win." Tank grinned, holstering his shotgun and cracking his massive knuckles. "My pleasure, Prez." Dax turned and walked back out onto the sheared edge of the Forge, looking down at the city. The sun had finally set, and the emergency lights of Coldwater were fighting against the encroaching, bioluminescent glow of the terraformed jungle just beyond the gates.

Jaxter said as he stood up and walked toward the center of the room. Hayle and Jacob watched Jaxter move away, then exchanged glances, both realizing how dangerously close they had been to a psychopath. “Roberto! Search for any member with the serial 4401 in the Golden Circle. Contact 001 and tell him I’m requesting special access to 4401. Once you find him, bring him here alive! I’ll deal with this little rat myself,” Jaxter commanded, his voice cutting through the cold mountain air.

he mumbled sadly and my heart stopped. "What is it," I asked softly and he turned the screen more towards me. Ladim was nude standing besides a shirtless Dregs and a bottle of bootlegged Sirius or Dog Star wine. I ground my teeth and clenched my fists. "I can explain Zax," Dregs mumbled drunkenly and I chuckled sourly.

She relented after that and told her aides to take us to cars that would take us to wherever it was we were going. Derrick and Andrew chose to ride alone in a car while I continued to share with Ben, Liam and Janet. I called shotgun and rode in the passenger seat. I looked through the town for any evidence of this technology Derrick was hot about. There was nothing about the city that was of note in any way. It was just another faceless city in Utah. We got to a small building that was tagged ‘J.D Tech Data Collation Center” after a few minutes' ride. Derrick and Andrew's car was already parked and they were inside. I got out of the car and tried rushing inside the building.

“Let their comms write fear into their own mouths.” Night Four, Dara runs too hard and breaks an old rule: she looks down. That’s where the needle waits. Andrei’s shot thuds in the meat of the shoulder, no silver, no outrage. She drops the pack to climb; the pack contains a tracker disguised as a superstition. By dawn, I am reading her sleep.

Dell I was in my room in the Dexter's mansion, we were supposed to leave after the new year but none of us has left because we want to stay by Jade side and support him cause of all the new year saga that has been going on, and the fact that Jade left without informing anyone except for the message he sent us, his parents are so worried and we are trying our best to cover up for Jade till he come back. I was playing a video game in my phone when my room door opened, I can already sense who it was even without looking up, the next thing I felt was a heavy body landed on me,